Dayful of desert

Shrine to a sunflower saint 


I could wind up in that riverblue gown

Hand me the hole where you lay 


Truckload of saffron stamens

Hole in the rock I sing from


Lungpeach, helmheal

Walk me through the smarting 


Architecture of bindweed

I could have a porous body


Prolific, rough nectar, precipice

I could be swollen pollen


Dream into me that mother

Sun streaming from her face



Sarah Scott’s poems have appeared in Ōrongohau | Best New Zealand Poems, Landfall, NZ Poetry Shelf and elsewhere. She has an MA in Creative Writing from the IIML, and recently curated the Poetry Lightbox Series in Te Whanganui-a-Tara | Wellington, where she lives with her husband and sons.


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